Chapter 700: Domain Technique, Divine Light Waltz (II) (1/2)

Chapter 700: Domain Technique, Divine Light Waltz (II)

This was a whole generation of talents, and moreover, these extremely outstanding talents were all gathered together.

Long Haochen immediately shut his eyes after returning, silently contemplating on his previous use of the Divine Light Waltz. This was his very first time using that ability after instantaneous comprehension, as well as his very first Domain Technique.

Only when he really put a Domain Technique into use, could that domain’s formidable strength come out to a truly great extent. Chen Hongyu fusing with his four-headed chimera was already nearing the peak of the third rank in strength, but was left without means in front of his domain technique, ultimately able only to concede.

Only, Long Haochen’s control over this Divine Light Waltz was still too weak. He was unable to even guarantee that he could utilize it another time. Since he had a flash of comprehension of it, he couldn’t let it slip. His powerful Light God physique once again showed a great level of decisiveness.

The competition still kept going, and once again, the greatest winner of these fourth rounds was still Bright Glimmer of Hope, having already achieved three victories by the time of the fifth match out of twelve. Moreover, they had some individuals who had yet to appear, these people being Cai’er, Chen Ying’er and Sima Xian.

Sima Xian’s displays finally came to an end. Facing one of the auxiliary heads of the Mage Temple, a domain wielding powerhouse, he may have at least put up a fight if he had the Gigantic Ball of Light at his disposal, but unfortunately, without his weapon in hand, though he may have inconvenienced the enemy with his thunder manipulating spiritual stove, he was still pushed out of the field in the end, thus eliminating one person among Bright Glimmer of Hope’s ranks.

In the eighth of the twelve matches of the fourth round, the light of selection finally illuminated Cai’er, her opponent being one mage from the Mage Temple.

Her figure flashing, Cai’er floated out immediately. The instant her footsteps pushed onto the ground, she had already shifted in the field.

Speaking of which, Cai’er’s luck was much better than Long Haochen in the first three individual rounds. She did not have any tough battles: even in the third round, she had run into a rather weak opponent, passing through this ordeal with no difficulty and without even using her domain.

Actually, even Sima Xian had a higher reputation in this gathering.

When Sima Xian had just lost his match, the spectators both in the stadium and outside let out series of regretful sighs. They really found his coarse and wild fighting style very attractive.

Of course, Cai’er was not really inconspicuous either. At least, since the previous day those powerhouses who had caught sight of the Tower of Eternity did not see her that way. However, the outsiders did not get to catch sight of that scene.

Cai’er’s opponent was a veteran mage, clad in a simple black gown and with clear silver hair. His eyes were really characteristic, devoid of the slightest blemish, they contrasted with the wrinkles on his aged face. But these purple eyes looked really similar to a lot of noble demons.

This old mage was named Mo Wu, and even within the Mage Temple, very few were familiar with him, to speak nothing of the external Temples. He had a title of elder from the Mage Temple, and hadn't shown any prominent display, achieving victories without any flashy moves. Up to this fourth round, Cai’er’s only impression on this mysterious Mo Wu was the darkness element he wielded.

No one would view the members of Bright Glimmer of Hope in contempt because of their young age anymore. Upon his entrance, Mo Wu’s downcast chant reverberated immediately.

Cai’er didn’t go invisible, spreading out the huge grey spiritual wings on her back, which turned white the next instant. In a split second, she arrived right in front of Mo Wu.

In terms of instant acceleration, even the six-winged Long Haochen was no match for Cai’er.

In the previous match, Cai’er’s matches were concluded with overwhelming speed.

This mage Mo Wu was visibly already prepared. Continuously chanting as a dark purple triangle arose, his body suddenly disappeared right when Cai’er came in front of him.

“Huh?” Cai’er was slightly alarmed, could this dark mage have used some instant shift? In fact, this match did not permit the use of any equipment.

The next instant, this mage Mo Wu already appeared in another direction, with a spinning dark purple triangle visible underneath him.

What technique is that? This was the first time for Cai’er to see such a thing. That was very clearly a self-created technique.

She obviously couldn’t let the opponent complete his magic. With a cold snort, her body flashed once again, but this time, with a lift of her right arm, a huge pure white sickle had appeared in her palm. The Sickle of the God of Death couldn’t be used, but could be imitated. After all, that was the weapon she held with the greatest mastery.